writing

I never write anymore. It used to be my outlet. I was making a website and I was going to put all them on it. But. I hate typing! I have at least 200 short stories. Most of them aren't that great.

I used stay up until 4 or 5 in the morning because I wanted to write the best story ever. Now what do I do? I sit on facebook or download a billion and a half songs and read about bands and stuff. I miss writing. And actually being proud of what I did.

People always are the inspiration for me but I seem to have none of that inspiration stuff. All my creative cells seemed to have disappeared. I HATE that I spend so much time online. At least it's getting warmer out and I can play basketball again! And play catch with Becky until it's too dark to see the ball and then get hit in the shoulder! yeah! Good times.

Let's feel alive again!

Love doesn't exist, that's what I'm trying to tell you guys. And I'm not picking on love, 'cause I don't think friendship exists either.

No one tells me anything anymore.
I'm not upset or anything.

Alexis is dating Ian again. Troy is apparently dating some chick named Shelby. Sweet.

It's like a cycle. People graduate and want to keep in contact with friends who are still in high school. They think they are too cool for you so they don't really make an attempt to call or hang out. So then the college people get pissed off and don't want to talk to them. Then the high school people get to college and realize they have no friends.

I would just like to point out how I hate myself right now.